There were no trees in the Iris Swamp.

At least a thousand years ago, when Del Ramos was sealed here by Master Oak, there were no trees here. However, it is an important node in supporting the Oak Lock, and Master Oak has planted many oak trees here.

To put it simply, it's a place that doesn't let in the air but doesn't have light.

Sparse light and shadow shine through the towering canopy, making even midday appear dimmer than dusk. From the outside world, you can't even see the existence of such a gathering place here.

But maybe that's what they want.

It was supposed to be the heart of the Iris Marsh, the densest place for trees. Even if the trees are cut down on a large scale, there is not enough light here.

And after Cyra walked into the Iris Swamp, what appeared in front of Cyra was a human gathering place that could only be described as "anomalous".

All the buildings are made of local materials, low-rise bungalows made of oak wood. The bungalows were built in close proximity to each other.

In order not to soak the houses in the swamp, there are dense wooden sticks underneath each house that are supported vertically in the swamp. At the top of the sticks, there are sticks and planks inlaid with each other, linked to the nearby houses, and supported together in a fragile and sturdy form.

The edges of these houses are supported by wooden strips that extend from the edges of the houses, which are thin but strong enough. The planks are about two or three meters wide and large enough for a single person to pass safely.

The bungalows were joined together, and a path was carved out of the swamp, enclosing a square with only one opening.

Perhaps for the sake of communication, there were four more roads in the center of the square, two vertical and two horizontal, with dense sticks inserted into the swamp to form supports, and then wooden planks were laid on top of them. Tightly connected together with wedges.

Using only the wood in the swamp, these people made such a magical village. The scale is not big or small, about a hundred people.

Cyra didn't know what they ate or how they solved their hygiene problems. But he knew that these people had formed a new order in this swamp that was very different from the outside world.

It's not the culture of the Banza people, but it's not the culture of the Karar people. Cyra looked at the people who were stubbornly surviving in the swamp. Although there were less than two hundred of them, they really gave Cyra a strong shock.

Immediately, his mind was filled with doubts.

Why do these people have to enter the swamp center to survive? Do those crows with severed hands and feet have anything to do with the people here?

However, the current situation does not distract Cyra. Claudia's aid is getting weaker, and he must now concentrate in order to move freely through the swamp without falling.

Unlike the "crow monsters" outside, the rest of the people in this small, enclosed village carved out of the swamp are quite normal.

They wore the clothes of the Banza people, but the clothes of commoners, squires, knights, and merchants mingled in a strange harmony.

For a moment, Cyra couldn't tell who they were. If he had to say anything, he could only say that these people were "Banza people".

Suddenly, Cyra remembered when Claudia turned to the raven monster. It is also spoken in Bansa.

Could it be ......

Cyra thought to herself, and suddenly felt a chill on her body.

He was slightly stunned and looked up. met a pair of indifferent eyes.

- Almost everyone stopped talking at the moment, looked up at Cyra, and said nothing.

And it's not even just these people. Cyra saw some of the people in the house open the windows or open the curtains, leaning out of the room or clinging to the windows and staring at Cyra.

As the number of people watching Cyra grew larger. Cyra felt a vague sense of crisis.

Can these people give him a sense of crisis? How can it be!

No matter how much Cyra denied it, he couldn't deny it, being watched by hundreds of eyes that didn't have the slightest emotion. It's a bit daunting.

If only those people just looked at him without emotion. Cyra could have thought of them as emotionless killing machines.

People are not afraid of machines.

But the problem is that Cyra did see in their indifferent eyes the fear, disgust, hatred, and alienation of herself. It's as if they're staring at a monster. Don't even dare to give him his back.

Cyra couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of dislocation - when did the priest of Tyre become such a gesture that everyone shouted at?

"That's, mother-in-law......"

After settling her stick in the swamp and settling her body with difficulty, Cyra raised her head and smiled brightly at the old woman closest to her: "Is there any misunderstanding between us?" ”

However, Cyra did not receive any response.

The old woman stood like a log, her resentful and indifferent gaze fixed on Cyra. It took a long time for Cyra to get no response. I had no choice but to follow Claudia away.

The weirdness in his heart grew stronger.

But this time he stretched out his memory, and he didn't say a word along the way.

It wasn't until he followed Claudia into the house, untied the sticks from her limbs, and sat down in her chair with a sigh of relief that Claudia finally spoke: "Don't talk to them anymore...... They will kill you. ”

“…… Kill me? ”

However, this sentence only stunned Cyra: "Why did they kill me?" I'm sure I never did anything unforgivable to them......"

"What's more. They won't necessarily be able to kill me. ”

Cyra said in such a humble tone. In fact, what he meant was that even if the civilians were allowed to sneak up on him at will, he would not be able to die.

But in the face of Cyra's confidence, Claudia shook her head deeply.

She looked up and stared at Cyra with those blue, clear eyes, "Do you know the purge resolution?" ”

“…… What is that? ”

Cyra frowned, making sure that she hadn't heard the word, so she raised her head suspiciously and asked, "Could it be ...... Are those people heretics or heretics or something? ”

"Not really. But it's good that you haven't heard of it...... Things can probably be remedied. ”

Claudia breathed a sigh of relief after receiving Cyra's reply.

Seeing this, the doubts in Cyra's heart deepened.

"Your Highness, please help me," Cyra asked earnestly, "if my colleagues have done something wrong, I am willing to make amends for them." ”

"There's no way to remedy it."

Claudia looked at Cyra with pity and sadness and shook her head: "Because you are a priest...... That's all. It became a reason for them to kill you. ”

"Did you know that just a week ago, the Cardinals, including Tyre, secretly issued a purge order to the local temples at the same time - that is, to strip the druids of all their rights, just as the purification order deprives wizards of their rights?"

"All Karars suspected of being druids will be secretly captured by the priests of the gods, imprisoned for interrogation, and executed if evidence is obtained. Those who attempt to escape from prison or resist arrest are wanted and arrested by the entire Temple. Not only that, but anyone who tries to hide the Kalal people is considered a sorcerer and will be executed. The top officials of Bansar, Titan, Suze, and Fararu have also cut off contact with Carral, closing all communication routes with Carral, and even their own people are not allowed to return to China until they have been quarantined for a week. ”

"At the same time, all villages where people suspected of being infected with bloodstain syndrome are 'forcibly disinfected'...... These people here are actually 'cleansing' patients. ”

Hearing this, Cyra was stunned. (To be continued.) )